Murakami

I make myself a martini. I take it and go to watch the beautiful view of winter. Crystal white snow falling from the purple sky , everything is so tight and peaceful , or at least it is thought to be. Just as I raised my martini to take a drink , the phone rings.

I head to my phone , pick it up and answer:

A female voice speaks

Hello , this is Ana . It was nice to see you again. We got another job for you - Mr. Omar needs a cleaning service right away , he is our special client so we are sending you because we know that you get the job done. You'll find him at West █████ ███ in ███████ . You can pick up your payments in ████ Cafe down the street , our agent will be pleased to meet you. (Hangs the phone)

Uh , these are the phonecalls I would usually hang up , but , there was just something unsettling about this one - "we are sending you because we know that you get the job done"
This sentence was repeated a dozen times in my head until I realized what is really going on. I saw this only once in my life , yeah , Cleaning service calls you to clean the mob. Well, job is a job , and I get the job done as she had said. I finished my martini , took my jacket and headed to the car. 1987 Buick GNX , the angry and crazy machine that I've spent my entire life with . I start up the engine and step on the gas. Tires screech like mad I missed this sound , the sound of tires and engine , why did I even travel by bus I am asking myself now , a cab? Oh yes , money , money it was a problem. Now , since I am part of the Spectre , no worries , money will come to me , I don't have to run for it anymore , I have to throw the hook and wait for it to fish.

I pull it down the street , while drifting in turnings , snow is damn of a cool thing when it comes to cars like this. I floor the gas in an empty street , as a result of my excitement , I couldn't help but let out a scream , a scream of that feeling when you finally sit in this car , knowing that you don't have to worry for any cost . Any cost just as that word appeared in my mind , red-blue lights appear in my rearview mirror.

"This is NYPD , please stop your car"
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"Pull over or else force will be used"

Aw shut the hell up , you want to see the force? As I said that , I unnoticeably slow down the car , so the PD thinks they are faster than me. They get closer to me , in a desperate try to view my face and either chunk their car over mine or call their backup - if they are newbies. As they came close enough to my window , I looked at them and smiled , they started repeating same shit again , I could see that they noticed my face and were looking directly into my eyes. "Eyes on the road , dickheads" I yelled to them . They tried to chunk their car over mine now , as they were getting closer , I pulled out my sawed-off shotgun from the passenger seat , only to say "Merry Christmas cock suckers!" I raised it up to them and Aimed (Boof) , they didn't notice the shotgun when they bumped their car on mine , they tried to do it again with higher force , they were already on my aim (Drff) I pulled the trigger , I could see more blood snowing out of the PD car now other than the real snow. I laughed to myself and sped up to the other street.

Finally , I approached the building , I slowed down there. I could hear the sirens around the district where I sprayed those cops. Building wasn't really tall , but was around 20 stories high I guess. Knowing that my car , license plates and all that shit was already reported , I hide my car in a small alley near the building. I stop the car and turn it off. Right now , I am looking on the passenger seat , thinking of what should I take. I lastly decided for Beretta 92FS , I had it suppressed already , enough to put an end to someone's life , filling their ass with lead. I got out of the car , building had cameras , and so I took out my black mask , a regular ski mask you can find anywhere, and I put it on. The worst option is the front door , 2 guards outside , and from the glass door you can see 6 more inside , armed to teeth. I scouted around the building looking for entrance , while keeping out of the camera's eye.

The garage door , perfect. I've learn a few magic tricks from Benjamin , you open this and this , cut this and this , tape this and this , close it , and door opens. It's the stupid ass function because the door is remote control , all you have to do is find the core of the wires , do the trick and you are in. But I saw a vent up on the building , I could climb up to it , as I did. I tried to stay as silent as possible , I've done it so quick , (Teef , teef , teef , teef ,teef ,teef…) there goes the screws , I pull the vent's trapdoor away and as I enter , I put it back on place. As I was going further in the vents looking for a perfect room to start the job from , I finally found it. Office 24 , First floor , no much guards around it , the perfect target , vent leads directly into it. I slide down to the office , scout the situation , 2 guards in front of the door , they heard nothing , I think… The third one is gone , I'll wait a few minutes for him to return. Yep , I was right , he was back in next minute , I knew that if I pulled a move inside to distract them , they would report it on their pager. So I pushed the door open and in 5 seconds I've got the bullets in all 3 bodies , the pager called:

What was that? Everything Okay in there?

I had to respond:

^{Hold on assholes , I'll respond to him} Yeah we're just fine , this moron tripped.

Glad to hear that.

Morons.

What a simple-ass trick works for these is unbelievable. I know how this works , I have to sneak to garage now , starting it from bottom to the top , cleaning it , like a professional.
I easily found an entrance to the garage , it was sticked near to the office 18 , which you can say , was really close to 24 where I came in from. I shook off 2 more guards , again with the pagers. It's needless to add how many times I spoke on the pagers making an excuse for the silenced pistol sound. As I walked in the garage , on my surprise , there were 4 guards. Already had made up something as an excuse for sounds in my mind , I put lead into their heads , 3 guards down , the fourth one turns around and pulls his gun upwards towards me , along with the mouth to report my presence. (pht pht) Hes down either.

Garage control , everything alright?

I pick up the pager

Ummm , what? I haven't heard anything , what about you guys?

I pick the other pager.

Me neither.

Control responds:

That's weird , report anything unusual , I can swear I've heard something.

Hardly waiting to place some lead in his ass , so annoying.